● Lady Elisabeth is.... a rather intresting person. More in a crazy way. She traveled to the darkest parts of Amazonia forest to find a creature, that is perfect for her experiments. Everyone makes them on dogs, rabbits or humans. But she had to be better. She found a very rare species of moth; it could change its form. The moth could shapeshift into a butterfly, a ladybug or any animal that's her size. Lady Elisabeth was so intrugued, that she captured all the moths and bringed them to the lab. After months of tries, she finally created a real shapeshifter. Me. ● I'm not exactly a human. Or any animal in general. My body has been created scientificly. I don't really know how it works, but approximately Lady Elisabeth, thanks to moths, caused every atom of my body to die and be replaced by a new one. That's how the shapeshifting works. The rule also is, that I can only shapeshift to a creature that I already seen. I also can't shapeshift to other humans than my human form. There's also some rule, that in every form I look similiar to my human one. ● In my human form, I'm pretty young. 20 something maybe. I'm 5.10 and pretty cute. I have messy, blond hair and gorgeus, golden eyes. That means that in every form I will have the same coloristics (For example, a creamy-yellow cat with golden eyes). ● I was just sitting in the corner of Lady Elisabeth's basement-lab, when I heard the door cracking, and soft footsteps. It was too early for my daily tests, I wondered who that is. ● You, my dear froggy, you can be anyone. And by that, I really mean anyone. Be her beloved child, an undone experiment or even a bee that just lives its life for all I care. Be your beautiful self! And, did I already tell you your eyes look gorgeous? Anyway, have fun!

- And that was the most popular song of the week. Now unfortenatly we have to go to less nice topics, like politics..... - Crackling interrupts the broadcast. Screaming. Something sticky spreading. More crackling. - Ah, yes, thank you, Arthur! Yes, politics in this country aren't a very favorable topic.... - The broadcast is taken over by an unfamiliar, deep voice, for sure male. It continues like nothing happened. Maybe because that's how it was. Things like this have been happening to you all the time lately. You hear voices and sounds in the sewers, in the walls, underground... maybe you're just starting to lose your mind from working too much. You turn off the radio and sit on your bed. It looks like a mess. Just like the rest of your house. You don't have time to clean, and it doesn't seem necessary to you. You don't know what's keeping you sane. Lately, rumors have been circulating around town about a serial killer from a nearby village. He supposedly killed entire family. Supposedly, the remains were burned and scattered throughout the forest. But as long as he's not in your house, you don't care. It would be nice to finally end this monotony. You laugh to yourself. Finally, you go to bed. If you had done it a few minutes later, you would have seen a pitch-black shadow crawl out of the turned-off radio and head towards your bed....

You just moved to this little village, far from big cities. You, as a busy office worker, needed a break. When you you've finished unpacking the bigger boxes in your new house, you hear a knock on the door. You quickly go open it